today's thunder was intriguing. or maybe i havent been paying it enough attention.
the little things we do. deeds seemingly gone unnoticed. they may bypass verbal acknowledgement. but the intentions behind tuck themselves snugly within.
in the arms of deliberate sound. i am cradled away in fluid awe. with the passing of each harmony's caress. i lay down my weary mind.
thats the thing about an all-boys school. especially with the younger ones. when you step in for the first time to coach. they whisper, "eh, got girl." when your fellow coaching assistant is a guy. they ask outright, "are you his girlfriend?" very dichotomous.
We are discreet sheep: we wait to see how the drove is going, and then go with the drove. We have two opinions: one private, which we are afraid to express; and another one - the one we use - which we force ourselves to wear to please Mrs. Grundy, until habit makes us comfortable in it, and the custom of defending it presently makes us love it, adore it, and forget how pitifully we came by it. - Mark Twain
what prevents uninhibited expression. scrutiny and judgement.
did i say that i loathe you did i say that i want to leave it all behind.
perfection at 4:50 PM
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Monday, February 23, 2009
jazz never fails to turn me on. the sexiest genre.
what constitutes understanding. when perception of exclusion from the very people you would trust your life with occurs. is there another who sees through these eyes.
i've always liked the view from this side of the road. could i cross over to the other side.
because i can sing so low.
girls obviously have no significant spatial discernment. pffft.
we dont fling around. we dont grovel in circles. we just play, and enjoy.
well some things in this world you just cant change some things you cant see until it gets too late.
perfection at 9:59 PM
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Thursday, February 19, 2009
no way am i a part of this ruckus. i must be dreaming. regret, that disillusioned first step.
once again. i earn my keep from dealing with children. the irony.
thoughts in literature jargon are a luxury.
incompetence. i think its synonymous with nuisance. my internet connection is but one of many.
not another transition post. i'd rather have it all-or-nothing.
when it feels like my dreams are so far sing to me of the plans that You have for me over again.
perfection at 4:54 PM
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Wednesday, February 18, 2009
did i unintentionally swallow some frontal lobe inhibitor or something.
at least i go through life knowing there's a solution to it all. but what about those who dont?
dont look the part.
bongers. worst paper i've read so far. probably wasted funds on cool but useless technology that they couldnt afford an editor.
i always thought language in textbooks was infallible. i gotta guess again.
what are we to make of this. werent they the perfect negative example. werent they now.
"keep your chin up". catchy enough to become the next hit.
when i get to the bottom i go back to the top of the slide where i stop and i turnand i go for a ride till i get to the bottom and i see you again ha, yea yea yea.
perfection at 5:51 PM
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Wednesday, February 11, 2009
whats the opposite of personification?
toys. all kinds of them. feed an input, observe the output. from a greater sphere, a different one altogether. although amusing and sometimes interactive. toys they remain. attention has left the building.
oh my. an hour just went by.
namida ga kobore naiyouni omoidasu harunohi hitoribotchi no yoru.
perfection at 6:54 PM
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Tuesday, February 10, 2009
pumped? i'm not stoked at all.
if the top of the blocks matter that much. then let it matter enough for indulgence.
you want an example of an inflexible puritan? check out the founder. simply because you nabbed those critical years. dont give you no right to look at others through your nose.
woah ho ho. i see the chimera that you see. but perception is reality. and in perception, we differ.
on a positive note. guitars are starting to fit snugly.
i'm not alone, dear loneliness i forgot that i remember this oh stranger, stranger stranger things have happened, i know.
perfection at 5:40 PM
theJOURNEY.
theTUNES.
what sing you.
theMUSICIAN.
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